I Would Rather Have A Little Rose
I would rather have a little rose
from the garden of a friend,
than have the choicest flowers
when my stay on earth shall end.
I would rather have the kindest
words and a smile that I can see,
than flattery, when my heart is still
and this life ceased to be.
I would rather have a loving smile
from the friends I know are true
than tears shed around my casket
when this world 1 bid adieu.